No one lights a candle to cover it with a bowl.
Or put it under a bed.
Do we search for our transcendent soul.
As we seek our daily bread.

The Anglican service was ending.
Delightful, traditional.
But just words unending.
And I had not felt the call.

But then at the end of the service.
We sat in silence praying.
Here at last I felt grace.
And a deeper understanding.

You cannot approach a service rationally.
You have to do so emotionally.

…….

The service ending
We just sat there in silence
With abundant grace

….

See Luke 8: 16-18